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Mental illness: An alternative cause of mass shootings


Of course this is about the shooting in Fort Lauderdale. I’ve been to that airport several times, for travel, for a cruise. To me it is one of the most ordinary American locations I can think of. But the sad thing is that all locations of mass shootings are ordinary. The nine men and women killed in Charleston by Dylann Roof were in a place that was personally safe, normal and sacred.

After the Newtown shootings I saw one man interviewed with what would be considered a one off explanation and solution for mass shootings. He started by stating sadly that he would probably be a “voice in the wilderness” so out of the box was his opinion. His message made sense to me but I knew that it wouldn’t catch on. I’ve heard that particular opinion perhaps twice since. And, like that first expert, I feel that it is the answer and that we are taking the wrong path in trying to stop mass shootings.

First I’ll mention gun control since that seems to be the cure that most people believe in. I fully understand the impulse to control the sale of guns. We are a gun crazy society. People are shouting the righteousness of the second amendment when in fact it was created only to support a militia. In fact until the 1930’s the Supreme Court did not uphold the right to bear arms outside of the realm of a well armed militia. In other words the right to bear arms for every citizen in the U.S. was not the law of the land. This is not a criticism of the current right to bear arms. Only a reminder that even our most passionate claims are not pure; the U.S. in a country of turmoil and concession based on the ideas of our founding fathers.


In my opinion gun control will lead down the wrong road. Certainly a ban on fully automatic weapons, supersized bullet clips, and special deadly ammunition might reduce shootings to some extent. But someone who is inclined to get a gun for illegal purposes will be able to get a gun; there are too many sources.

So what is the answer that this “voice in the wilderness” expert was selling? Consider this: not all mass killers use guns and the profile for mass shooters is invariably a young male, teenaged to late twenties, white and mentally ill. That last part is the key here. The Fort Lauderdale shooter admitted to the FBI that he heard voices. The FBI took his gun and eventually gave it to the local police who, in the way of American bureaucracy followed a diluted strain of the law and returned the gun to the shooter.

Other shooters, such as the Aurora shooter, took a film of himself walking through a deserted area, babbling and ranting; it was seen by a number of people. The way to prevent the odd and infrequent phenomenon of mass shootings is to detain and examine people who show signs of violent schizophrenia. I know what you’re thinking, you of high morals, and you are correct. There is more than enough room for abuse of this process, for corrupt officials to detain people they hate or who cause them trouble. To detain American citizens under false pretenses.



This give me the same chills up my back as many of you must feel at this “opening the door” to the misuse of power that hangs over our heads at all times. So I have a suggestion: each of these detainees be assigned an advocate, a lawyer to oversee the progress of the investigation and to protect the rights of the detainee.

Expensive: yes. As an alternative, this one is far more disturbing and difficult than passing laws with a few constraints on buying firearms. But ask yourself this question. If you consider the possibility that gun control won’t, can’t stop mass shootings, what is your alternative?


The marvelous habits of high acheivers for planning the coming year: The myth of achievement through business success.

Last night I read a free download of a pdf that features the words and wisdom of a number of “high achievers” discussing how they can make 2017  better than 2016. Of course I jumped at the chance for a free download and started reading right away. I mean, Tommy Robbins, Dave Ramsey?        There had to be wisdom there.

There was some very intelligent advice. Reflecting and meditating on the previous year for a day or more. Enumerating past victories and well as past mistakes. Listing what you wanted to accomplish and being clear about it. Breaking the work down into manageable bites. Keeping yourself positive and playing down your failures. Then there is focus. Focus on the bites sized tasks. Outline your goals so the path is clear. Know what you want.



I tried to put myself into their shoes. I tried to see how their methods would translate to my ambitions and goals. I tried to pull myself out of my not quite so “high achievier” way of thinking. Maybe I could jumpstart my existence.

I’ve discussed this with many people whose opinion I trust. Being positive, having the right attitude to counter a life “badly” lived is the way to go. I’ve seen that message in countless inspirational writings that state it unequivocally. The right attitude brings you to your optimal existence.


Sounds like food for the Gods. If you grew up, as I did, dragging your butt and not quite achieving anything as noteworthy as Mr. Robbins or Mr. Ramsey, being a “high achiever” seemed like the answer to absolutely everything that might be missing in my life.

Let’s stop for a second. All the research and advice I’ve seen on these important topics leaves out some very important points. In the midst of the hype that has existed for  the past few decades surrounding self help and self-improvement,it seems odd that the  words “High achiever” have never been even vaguely defined; it seems that we’ve all  taken it on faith that it means something significant.


Then there’s another reality that is significant but certainly would never be brought up by anyone promoting “high achievers” and the cottage industry that surrounds it. There are many people in the world that you could call “achievement challenged”. The point is that some of us can have the carrot of positivity dangled in front of us endlessly and still not be able to take it to next level. There’s a reason: some of us can’t look back at our achievements and build on them because we don’t feel we have any. And maybe we don’t. Many people would call that pointlessly pessimistic. The point is that some people need help to believe that a self-actualized life is possible before they navigate the difficult maze involved in reaching full potential. Those good at it need to dial down their elite platform and deal with the fact that some people need to take baby steps just to figure out what their “bliss” is.

A final point may seem obvious to some but not necessarily to “high achievers”. I will admit that this part is only my opinion but I still feel it significant and helps expose the nature of “high acheivers”: if I had tens of millions of dollars why would I feel that gaining another hundred million dollars is more important than helping people who need help improving their lives. The question is: how much is enough? And if you truly are a “high achiever” with a track record of success and wealth, shouldn’t your achievements have to eventually include pulling people up from the ground? Doesn’t needing more and more money betray weakness?


So we have a disturbing disconnect. Is the fact that “higher achievement” is defined by a cottage industry that’s dedicated to making money from the same concept a sign that its premise could be flawed?  Wouldn’t it make more sense to define it by the millions by the millions of ordinary individuals it is aimed at helping?

Notice, if you will, that most of the high achievers activities involve business, cash flow, business plans, and social media. Granted, none of these things is totally unimportant nor are they completely unrelated to an improved life.  But it’s long been said that not everyone can improve their lives by becoming rich or working on business development. While people like Dave Ramsey can be said to substantially help quality of life by helping people plan for retirement, most of the other high achievers promote “success” without really defining it.


If there are millions of people who are not already on the path of “high achievement”, one that requires a sort of mentality built on success based on a business model, then how many people can we “save”? I once heard Tony Robbins say that his self-help method can be used for anything, including improved relationships. Not just business. But his infomercials in the golden years of his career featured him landing in helicopters at glamorous locations and making conspicuous use of his financial muscle.


For those of us who may be dealing with depression, anxiety and other plagues, this path to high achievement might require that we get some help defining what success means personally, something that is not really emphasized in many high achiever’s teachings. For me it follows what I like to call the “New York City Beggar” rule. I am from New York and, for years, I watched more poised, physically appealing beggars who get more money and help than the beat up, unhealthy and bloody ones who really needed it. We are conditioned to pick the “sexier” of any two polarities. Money and business is sexy as is marketing. Landing in an undisclosed location in a helicopter to “do exciting business” is sexy. Helping people less focused and in need of guidance to simply live a good life is not sexy. The perception that people who aren’t driven movers and shakers display a Darwinian weakness, makes it far more likely that they can be overlooked.

In my opinion, our priorities as skewed badly. For the average person who may not be business and marketing savvy, the perceptions that these skills define success is harmful. For those that have obstacles in their way, such as depression, the perception is part of the problem. Those who can help, should. And, in my opinion, once they hit their stride, they shouldn’t charge more than most people can afford.





Donald Trump vs. the American way.

Yeah, Yeah. More anti-Trump stuff. Not a billionaire. Sexual predator. Blah Blah.

I hope I can say that this blog will be different and maybe, significant even to Trump supporters. Today I stumbled on a post on Facebook. Someone read her anti-trump post and started arguing. The result was that the Trump supporter told her to “leave”.

The meaning was clear. This person was telling her tow leave the country because she had trouble with Trump. I will admit that I went ballistic but only when I read that word: Leave.


Trump voters have the right to make their case and, as a constitution loving American I will defend that right to the death though I don’t agree with them. The same goes for Hillary supporters. For those of you that missed civics 101, that is what we do in America and what defines our country. So what is wrong? I believe that Trump has injected an idea into the American consciousness and it’s a toxic, ugly, incredibly un-American idea and has no place here. It’s something that people have died for on a hundred battlefields throughout our national history.  It’s called the constitution. The idea that Trump is selling is that the way to be an American is to push for your own agenda and ignore the basics of what a democracy is. Ignoring the basic nature of the electoral process and deciding that your “right” is to ignore the rights of any other American to speak their mind and, worse yet, remain in the United States, is nothing but fascism, something that has always been poison to American values. While this Trump supporter I’m describing undoubtedly felt he was being patriotic because he was lucky enough to be born in the US and decided his “passion” for Donald Trump is the same as patriotism, he ignored our history where soldiers have died to defend the meaning of being an American as laid out in the Constitution.

It isn’t the same as patriotism; being an American is a responsibility, not a privilege, one that requires discipline and a willingness to put the Democratic systems above personal desires; the opposite of Trump’s philosophy. At the risk of being corny I will run down the high points of what is most definitely the nature of our country. At the time of the revolution, clearly fascist British royalty had been oppressing colonists both in terms of basic freedoms and unfair taxation. As we all know, the colonists fought back. But in establishing their new republic, rather than repeating the ugly repression of their oppressors or even ignoring ethics and moving on, they did an extraordinary thing, something that hasn’t been done before in history.


They esblished their new nation as being founded on the idea of individual liberties, being part of God’s legacy. There is both faith and unparalleled morality in the acts that preceded the formation of the United States. The contract that our founding fathers made required an awareness of exactly what had brought about the revolution in the first place: a selfish fascist agenda that suited the needs of the powerful. What seems to confuse many Trump supporters is that, when people talk up the United States, comparing it to fascist states like Russia, it is always the freedom aspect that makes us superior. That freedom involves an implied compromise in the form of state sanctioned free expression of political points of  view and, more to the point, elections. Every four years we gamble that our “side” will be the dominant side. But, as Americans, we can’t ignore the rights of the other “side” who may very well win an election. For Americans, real Americans, the preservation of this system is far more important then their own agendas. For selfish Americans, it about them. To me that’s pissing on an amazing concept of democracy that has never been repeated in history.

It bears repeating: this is what our founding fathers had in mind:

We hold these truths to be self-evident: that all men are created equal; that they are endowed by their Creator with certain unalienable rights; that among these are life, liberty, and the pursuit of happiness. Thomas Jefferson


Now I know that most Trump supporters would support this. How easy would it be to ignore it? Millions of people in the military have died preserving the philosophy in these words. It is the hallmark of the American system, one that makes us respected around the world. But Trump himself has always played fast and loose with the idea of democracy. He has stated unequivocally that he would not necessarily respect the transfer of power after the election, a complete misunderstanding of his duties as a citizen of the United States. He has also proposed ordering soldiers to commit war crimes. He has impugned the skill of our military. Though he has never come out and said it, Trump feels that he will able to be president following his own rules backed by old style bigotry and un-American sentiments. And he has passed this message on to his followers, many of whom have accepted it.


What trump has sold to many of his supporters is the idea that force, bullying and unilateral agenda are what America is all about. But if you respect your country, you’ll have to admit it isn’t. This isn’t the first time that would-be dictators have pushed their way into influencing policy by using paranoia and fear. Look up Joseph McCarthy. There have also been braindead actions like imprisoning Japanese Americans during World War II or Operation Wetback which caused among other things, several hundred United States citizens being illegally deported without being given a chance to prove their citizenship.

All these disasters, sometimes resulting in ruined lives and enforced financial reparations by the U.S. government, were brought about by selfish people who thought they were the only important people in the United States and that they were only true Americans.

The erosion of democracy should be the biggest boogeyman in our national consciousness. Even staunch Trump supporters should be shaking in their boots at the thought of the destruction of what has distinguishes us from the dictatorships around the world. A failure to maintain our democracy is a failure that everyone in the United States will regret, though they might not realize it at the moment.


Electing America’s Pastor: Jerry Fallwell Jr. and Donald Trump.

I just read a statement from “Liberty United Against Trump”, a group of Liberty University students that object to the connection made between their school and Donald Trump by the university president, Jerry Fallwell Junior. What might not be surprising is that, as devout Christians, this group of students object to being associated with a man who represents a set of values that opposes theirs.


Recently, on CNN, the Reverend Falwell was interviewed regarding his unshakable support of Trump as a presidential candidate. When the conversation turned towards the Access Hollywood video of Donald Trump discussing privileged sexual assault, he repeated that “we are not voting for a pastor, we are voting for a president”. The point being that we can ignore disgusting immoral behavior because a president only deals with “practical” issues.

I take issue with this claim. It’s been too long since we took a good look at the Constitution in terms of our political system, demonstrated by the success of Donald Trump. The foundation of our nation is in this famous bit of text:

We hold these truths to be self-evident, that all men are created equal, that they are endowed by their Creator with certain unalienable Rights, that among these are Life, Liberty and the pursuit of Happiness.


Right there it becomes clear that the founding fathers felt that the health and morality of our country was based on rights given to us by our creator, that the essence of the United States IS an issue of morality towards individuals,  not only the ability to be a competent bean counter or an administrator as Fallwell suggests. Surprisingly, being a president, as Jerry Fallwell sees it, isn’t simply an outgrowth of the morality expected of us by God but someone who has the basic ability to deal with the practical issues. I will suggest that part of the presidential bag of tricks includes acting as steward of the United States and providing a moral compass suggested and informed by the constitution. The fact that Fallwell, the scion of a religious dynasty, would separate the basis of having a free nation like ours from religious and moral considerations is disturbing and shows what the effects of celebrity and power can have even on people who are supposed to be spiritual guides. It seems clear that Falwell has either fallen victim to the cult of power that is based on the thrill of being associated with powerful men and women or he is more concerned about issues such as immigration and the dominance of conservative values than a basic morality in our nation.


For years, talking heads on both sides of the aisle have discussed “values” and “passion” when talking about the two party system. And what are these values? Are they based on anger and the resolution of that anger? Are they based on racism, developing a strutting “player” male persona, “counter punching”? I will suggest that the “values” suggested by the constitution involve a consistent, unstoppable, effort to keep the moral bar high, always being aware of the effects of any policy or decision on even the smallest groups in our nation. This is in opposition to the fascist exercise of royal power that brought about the American revolution in the first place. The suggestion that we can ignore these moral imperatives is disturbing and highly un-American and, in my opinion, the opposite of our religious values.

Let’s say that we don’t need a “pastor” per se, but we need a Chaplain. A Chaplain serves the faith needs of a number of groups as a religious steward. The fact that an army Chaplain deals with more than one religion makes clear that we are a nation of religious freedom and the needs of many religions are part of our national fabric. This “national chaplain” has, in the past, dealt with such things as racism. Any student of history know that George Wallace attempted to block two black students from entering the University of Tuscaloosa in 1963. President Kennedy sent 100 troops to help the local federal employees in bringing justice to two black students whose rights were and still are equal education opportunities.


This was not a practical administrative issue. It would have been easy for a career politician ignore the issue and let it play itself out. But Kennedy was no career politician; he was, among other things, a responsible steward of the republic and he was not going to let our moral values slip based on the actions of a  counter part of the jack booted British generals in the American revolution.

Dealing with faith and faith-based values is a slippery slope in a nation that is based, in part, on separation of church and state. Yet we continue to make the effort to implement the morality suggested in the Declaration of Independence; the founding fathers handed us a tough job that requires good judgement and an excellent moral compass. We’ve come to many crossroads in our national history where these values have seemed like they would go the way of the dodo. And yet, somehow, we manage to dig our nails into the dirt and hold on.


I can only hope that the outrage of the “Liberty United Against Trump” will result in an epiphany for Jerry Fallwell Jr.; young people often have a lot to teach older ones. While I’m sure that Donald Trump serves Reverend Fallwell’s political aspirations, it seems impossible that Jerry Fallwell  could not be deeply offended by Donald Trump the man. It makes me wonder what his priorities are in terms of his faith.




The Dust Lady: another 911 tragedy.


On 911 I was standing in a subway that had been stopped between stations. The reason that our train wasn’t moving is because the Twin Towers were collapsing above us. No one told us that but the timing was unmistakable.

I have told this story before. But this blog is not about what happened to me but about a relationship I’ve had with a certain lady for years. Each year it’s tough to watch T.V. as the parade of rehashing documentaries pass across my T.V. screen; I become a bit depressed and those feelings come back from that day. But I have made my piece with what happened to me (though not with what happened to my city). With a little avoidance of the television and stressful situations, I can make it through the week or two that I have come to call “the 911 season”.


There has always been one thing that throws me off my game.  A picture of woman in what looks like a business suit, covered with dust. I didn’t realize that she had been dubbed “the dust lady” in the news until a couple of weeks ago. In fact I didn’t know anything about her until recently. For me she was just that one picture that still took my breath away and took me back to that day.

And then, recently,  I read about her and learned everything that, it seems, everyone else had known about her for years. Her name was Marcy Borders. Like me she became covered with dust. It entered her mouth and her ears. And when she tried to wash the dust off it fomed little balls and strings in her hands, refusing to come off. I know because I did the same thing. And if we’d ever had the chance to have a conversation, we would have had a lot to discuss.

But there is a lot that happened to Marcy that didn’t happen to me. Perhaps it’s because she was out in the street longer than I was, that she watched the cloud of dust bear down on her as the towers collapsed. My friends who had the same experience told me of people screaming as the cloud overtook them like their death was at hand. Perhaps it was seeing people jump from the towers to avoid burning to death. There are things that people are not meant to see.


Marcy’s life as an active city worker ended that day. She refused to leave the dubious shelter of Bayonne New Jersey and return to Manhattan. Tall buildings and planes sent her into a panic. She never worked again. And as the weight of what she’d seen and what she knew tipped the scales, Marcy turned to drugs and alcohol.

Many people downplay the effects of PTSD as weakness. If you look at the record of returning military personnel and, more specifically, the effects of 911 on people, we learn that certain experiences will can destroy a persons ability to face day to day life. I know someone who also was forced to watch people jumping from the towers because he was too frightened to leave his office building, directly behind the twin towers. His life was destroyed and he never returned to his lucrative position in the financial industry. There are countless other stories that I’ve heard from my friends that show various levels of fear based reactions to things that push you beyond the sanity we all depend on.

Marcy Borders’ damage can be seen in the “dust lady” picture; it’s in her eyes and in the expression on her face. I experienced only a part of what she did and I can own, to a smaller extent, everything that she suffered. I never got lost in drugs or alcohol and gave up on my life, but I am lucky, not brave or a Darwinian success. To understand Marcy, you’d have to have been in the subway where I was and seen the people the with me and their heart-breaking reactions. You’d have to have friends who left New York City as quickly as possible days after 911. You’d have to know someone who collapsed in on themselves and could never come out.


The thing about the picture of the “dust lady” is that so much of what made 911 what it was is there in her face. The numbing shock, the fear, the destruction of confidence, the soul crushing sadness, the loss of the American dream. For all of us in the New York area, not just those who got covered with dust, that was the way we felt. And I realize now that, despite the walls I’ve put up about 911 and the accommodations I’ve made to my fear and depression, seeing Marcy Borders covered with dust, mouth open, stupefied and in shock, brings it all back and destroys my defenses.

Marcy manifested all the evil I’ve mentioned in her life, against her will,  which make her an incredibly important figure. Look at it this way: a devoted mother, an ambitious woman happy to be working for a large reputable company, a solid citizen, this person, in a period of a few hours became an empty shell, unable to work, barely able to leave her house. That was the loss of 911 embodied in a young woman.

What hit me most and made me cry when I read about Marcy a few days ago was the end game. Marcy Borders died of stomach cancer three years after she came out of rehab. Catching up with her when she had always been my 911 muse and nothing else after all these years was devastating To have Marcy become a real person in seconds and have all this back story wash over me was horribly disturbing. What was worse is that it seems likely that her illness came from the asbestos, glass dust, and other toxic substances she breathed in for hours on 911. As she said, despite her efforts, it had finally caught up with her. She had lost.


All of us are ordinary people, fathers, mothers, workers, and all of us were what you saw in Marcy Border’s life: she was the most ordinary person you could think of who was gut-punched and robbed of her humanity and her future. And that is the essence of terrorism, destroying culture and destroying faith In culture. Marice died days before the 911 anniversary in 2014. On 911 her circle celebrated her life.

As odd as it sounds I would have wanted her to be there and it galls me that she wasn’t. Because Marcy Borders could have been me and most of the people I know who comes from the New York area. After looking at her picture for years I had always hoped that I would meet her. But that won’t happen.

Here’s to Marcy. And all she wanted for herself and her children. I won’t forget her.


The fading memory of 911. It the memory still relevant?


For those of us who experienced 911 the answer is definitely yes. Yet, even for people who were there, it becomes hard to convince everyone of the relevance of a fifteen year old tragedy, no matter how epic it was. For those that said “We will never forget” many years ago, the passion is no longer there with the same energy and forgetting may very well have started. For just about anyone, putting on an American flag pin, as everyone did back then in the months after September 11, would now seem ludicrous though at the time it made sense to an amazing degree. What is most maddening is that there are children who have no memory of 911 who will soon be adults. That’s the way life progresses.

So is it time to “let it go”? Considering the scourge of ISIS, the answer has to be no. But how to convince young people or people who’ve let the memory fade that the second major attack on American soil in all of American history is relevant, especially when ISIS attacks are on their T.V.s now. Does the urgency of now make history, all history, meaningless?


The answer should be no. The fact that 911 was the second major attack on American soil is only part of what makes it so significant an incident. From my perspective, what may be more important, is that we lost our innocence as a nation that day. Being in Manhattan in the weeks after 911, I was able to see a smaller but concentrated version of our countries loss of innocence. There was a look in people’s eyes, a sense of the ground being pulled out from under us, of no longer being children being cradled in the arms of our nation, but frightened adults left on their own. There were countless reports of children as far away as Australia seeking therapy to deal with the terror of what they had seen on their televisions. It was a vicarious loss of innocence that overtook the world. That was the plan of Osama Bin Laden. And now the plan of ISIS.

For me there is no option to forget as is the case for thousands of people. I have respiratory issues that haven’t gone away and get slightly worse as each year goes by. I was in the subway, in an unmoving train that had stopped because the towers were coming down, though we didn’t know it at the time. And each year as the anniversary day approaches and the inevitable documentaries start cropping up like weeds, I f eel a familiar sense of loss and depression.

But I didn’t die that day. And neither did anyone I knew.


So what is the point of beating my breast about 911. It’s what we lost. And if I may be so bold to make a complicated analysis I think we are seeing the result of that loss in our current Presidential election. There was a time that I can remember when the level of vitriol and divisiveness we’ve seen would have been poison to any candidate in the America that was the land of the free and the home of the Constitution. Without doubt. A nation needs values and we’ve lost touch with ours. Yes of course I’m talking about Donald Trump. But this isn’t an anti-trump rant. It’s about what we were and what we’ve become.

In many ways I will say that the terrorists who perpetrated 911 lost, for the most part. New York, in its sledge hammer way is still moving forward. We have a new tower, something significant, though I would have wished for a repeat of the old model; that would have been a fine screw you to the psychopaths who killed 3000 people.

But all in all no one can kill New York City and the USA. Except in one way, a subtle way that we are not even aware of. If it was intentional then it was quite a coup. It involves a small thing called the Constitution and the Bill or Rights. Both have been a hot potato for years. Some people have always thought that it was obstruction, a road block, a speed bump for personal agenda masquerading as patriotism. Some look at it as the closest thing to divinity outside of the Bible. And for good reason: it was the first time in history where the rights of the individual are emphasized over the rights of a regime. It has never been stated in the same way: “We hold these truths to be self-evident…”


I am from the latter, constitutionalist school, a fan of the constitution. And what we’ve lost IS the constitution.   Khizr Khan, the Gold Star father, had it right. It will be easy for you to ignore a man with darker skin than yours and a silly accent. Just like my grandmother who was a Jewish woman with a strange accent, someone who no one trusted back in the early part of the twentieth century and who gave me a life as an American. Mr. Kahn knows the value of the constitution. And some of us don’t.

What the Saudis who perpetrated 911 managed to do is this: They separated us from the constitution and gave birth to Donald Trump. But not quite Donald Trump. He’s simply a messenger of the downfall of the U.S. though many people consider him a “movement” with a “message”.

You can decide to ignore the constitution. You can decide to ignore the need for values that we can be proud to pass on to our children.  You can let your anger and fear rule you and piss on the only document in the history of the world to outline the freedom that many have said made the Russians inferior to us. You can support a man who believes in the cult of power, in Vladimir Putin, in crushing people under his boot. But that was exactly what the British wanted to do and what separated us lock stock and barrel from the European royal model centuries ago. Something that thousands died to put to rest.


The sad thing is that even Hillary Clinton has fallen into the realm of fear. And for the first time in years both candidates are disliked by most American voters. So I’ll make a proposition. What if we stuck with the constitution, not matter what it cost us. It cost our forefathers a lot. And we are pissing on that by giving into our fear.

That’s what we lost on September 11, 2001. And what has dogged us since then. And it’s taken fifteen years for it to become obvious. Here is my view: Adherence to the constitution defines Americans, even if it’s “inconvenient”. Defending our forefathers values is the hard way and doesn’t lend itself to solving immediate problems, making ourselves feel safe right now and fearing immigrants when they won’t bother to mess up our lives because it is isn’t worth their time. Fear and finger pointing is easy. Maintaining a republic of values isn’t.

I experienced fear on 911, fifteen years ago. I had hatred and anger and not much else. I lost my city. But I know what Americans are supposed to be. And I won’t let terrorists take that from me.

We will never forget. If we do, we are destroyed.